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- Fu Qingyang and Daphne finally stayed in the temple, not because the young lama showed mercy, but because they met an acquaintance. Neither Fu Qingyang nor Daphne expected that the old lama Tashi Duoji they met in the mountains and forests last time was actually the abbot of this temple. For the sake of being acquaintances, Tashi Dorje agreed to let Fu Qingyang and Daphne stay overnight, but asked them to leave early the next morning.
"Master Tashi, we are really destined." Fu Qingyang took the initiative to visit Tashi Duoji. Of course, he was not here to lecture on scriptures, but to inquire about things.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me directly. I still have homework to do!" The old lama smiled slightly, as if he had seen through Fu Qingyang's thoughts.
Fu Qingyang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, this man is good at getting old, but his eyes are vicious. However, no matter how he looked at old Lama Tashi, he didn't look like a good and conscientious lama, so he speculated that the other party's sanctimonious appearance must be fake.
"Since Master has seen through my thoughts, I will tell you directly. Fu came here to inquire about a place." Fu Qingyang no longer beat around the bush.
"Where?" The old lama was determined.
"Lab Chabang Peak!" Fu Qingyang said with anticipation.
When the old lama heard this name, his expression changed slightly. Fu Qingyang's eyes immediately caught the old lama's strangeness, and he became even more excited.
"Rabsha Bang Peak" the old lama was thinking.
"Yes!" Fu Qingyang nodded repeatedly.
"I've never heard of it!" The old lama thought for three minutes before giving a very irresponsible answer.
The hope on Fu Qingyang¡¯s face was as if a piece of mud had been put on it and dried. At this moment, Fu Qingyang had an idea that he could put into practice, and that was to give the old lama a hard punch. Not because he said he didn't know, but because he pretended not to know.
"Are you sure you haven't heard of it?" Fu Qingyang felt that the old lama should be given a chance to change his ways.
"I'm sure, I haven't heard of it." The old lama was still stubborn.
Fu Qingyang was struggling fiercely in his heart, whether it was better to torture him to extract a confession, or to torture him to extract a confession.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" Seeing that Fu Qingyang looked in pain, the old lama showed no sympathy at all. Immediately issued an eviction order.
¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go, everyone said that my family won¡¯t lie. Only today did I understand that this is a lie!¡± Fu Qingyang muttered and left the meditation room angrily.
It can be said that Fu Qingyang¡¯s voice was quite loud, and he just wanted to be heard by the old lama. It's so exciting to stimulate the other person. However, when I took a sneak peek at the old lama, I found that he was lying on the ground with his hands crossed and his eyes slightly closed. He looked like a carefree Bodhisattva, his ears seemed to be blocked by donkey hair, and he pretended not to hear.
Fu Qingyang left the meditation room like a defeated rooster. As soon as he came out of the Zen room, Lama Tashi Duoji opened his eyes, with a cunning smile on his face, and murmured to himself: "Young man, you are a little too young to fight with me."
After finishing speaking, close your eyes and continue to meditate. But less than ten seconds. He opened his eyes again and added: "Hey, speaking of it, the poor monk still likes that foreign girl more. If she comes to ask, she might tell the truth when she gets excited."
Of course Fu Qingyang didn't hear what the old lama said. If he had heard it, maybe he wouldn't need to struggle. He would immediately rush into the meditation room and beat the old trumpet until he could no longer take care of himself. But even though I didn't hear what the old lama said. Fu Qingyang also felt itchy with hatred. Not only did he hate the old lama, he hated himself even more. I hate myself for not being able to be more ruthless.
In the end, after being depressed for a long time, Fu Qingyang still had to admit that he was still far from a real villain. At least, so far he couldn't do anything ungrateful.
After returning to the room, Daphne was leisurely knocking wooden fish, and her expression was quite pious. Fu Qingyang found it a bit funny. He felt that even if Daphne wanted to become a monk, she should choose a nunnery instead of a monk's temple.
¡°This wooden fish is good, it¡¯s an old thing.¡± Daphne hammered it for a long time and said with satisfaction.
Fu Qingyang didn¡¯t pay attention to the wooden fish at first, but when Daphne reminded him, he immediately became more energetic. He stepped forward to take a look, and sure enough, the wooden fish was antique, with a natural patina, and was indeed a good thing. What's even more amazing is that when the wooden fish is knocked, the sound seems to have the flavor of Buddha and Bodhisattva.
"Daphne, thank you for reminding me that this thing is small and easy to carry, and it is a Buddhist ritual weapon. It will definitely sell for a good price in China and Hong Kong." Fu Qingyang happily stuffed the wooden fish into his bag. He finally found the revenge weapon. A good idea from the old Lama Xiduoji.
"Tsk, judge the king with a villain's heart"The belly of ??. "Daphne was not surprised at all by Fu Qingyang's behavior. Through this period of getting along with him, she discovered that in fact, in essence, this husband was by no means a modest gentleman with high moral character, let alone any ethics.
For the vigorous Fu Qingyang, the natural thing to do at night is to shoot at Daphne, who is in her prime. This may sound a bit inelegant, but to use a more elegant phrase, it would be: "Sleep in the orchid pond at night and pick hibiscus under the moonlight."
"It's just that this orchid pond is a bit unsatisfactory. Doing this in a temple meditation room decorated with Bodhisattva murals always makes me feel like I'm being peeped on. Therefore, although the hibiscus flowers are beautiful, the environment is so solemn and solemn that the two people on the bed hugged each other for a long time, but they could not find the feeling.
"That's all. Unsatisfactory things happen in bed, so there's no need to force it. Let's sing and drink over wine tonight to make things a little more romantic." Fu Qingyang sat up and looked at everything in the room bitterly.
"Okay, but I really don't know what kind of mood there can be in this room." Daphne twisted her water snake waist inappropriately.
"A question suddenly occurred to me. I should be considered half a Taoist. Is it appropriate to steal Buddhist wooden fish?" Fu Qingyang suddenly thought of a very emotional topic.
"Well, do you think it's appropriate for the blood prince of our blood clan to wear the eternal crown of the Pope?" Daphne thought it was really cute that Fu Qingyang could ask such in-depth questions.
"Then I'd better put the wooden fish back. This time it will be easier for Tashi Na Lama." Fu Qingyang finally put the wooden fish back to its original position in a dignified manner.
To be honest, Fu Qingyang was very reluctant to put the wooden fish back, but he believed in Taoism, so he had no choice but to part ways with her. But looking at his expression, he seemed to be more distressed than losing his child.
"Are you reluctant to let go?" Daphne also got off the bed and walked up to Fu Qingyang and asked narrowly.
"I'm a little reluctant to part with it. It would be great if this wooden fish were used by Taoists." Fu Qingyang sighed with regret.
"It doesn't matter. Since you can't take it away, just destroy it." Daphne made a cruel suggestion.
Fu Qingyang¡¯s heart was pounding. He felt that Daphne¡¯s suggestion was very instructive. At the very least, it would make Lama Tashi gnash his teeth with hatred. However, after wandering around the wooden fish for a few times, Fu Qingyang finally did not make a move.
"Forget it, maybe the Buddha and the Taoist were still good friends back then. I can't destroy the friendly relationship between the Buddhist and Taoist families." Fu Qingyang said righteously.
Daphne pursed her lips and smiled softly. She knew that her husband was the type who just wanted to think about it, and it was absolutely impossible for him to take action. Just when the two of them were talking nonsense in the room, they suddenly heard a loud noise coming from outside.
"Click, bang!" This is a typical sound of kicking a door, and judging from the strength, the temple door must have been shattered.
Fu Qingyang and Daphne looked at each other with expressions of interest. The long night, with the lights on and no sleep, was really boring. Well now, it seems that the old Lama Tashi is in trouble. It must be very lively and beautiful to watch.
Without even speaking, Fu Qingyang and Daphne slipped out of the guest room and sneaked to the eaves of the front yard to watch the excitement. At this time, the old Lama Tashi Duoji had also heard the noise. The monks who led the ruined temple rushed to the front yard. Fu Qingyang paid attention to Tashi Dorje's expression and found that the expression on the old lama's face was very solemn at this time, and there was no trace of the indifference he had before. Fu Qingyang couldn't help but feel happy, and said in his heart: "It turns out that this old lama is also depressed sometimes. I really thought he had become a Bodhisattva!"
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Although this temple is dilapidated and doesn¡¯t even have a temple name, the monks inside are really two-pronged. They are all big-bodied, round-waisted, and powerful. Holding a stick in his hand, he followed the old lama like a proud cock.
¡°Luorong Demba, you still found me!¡± The old lama looked at the red-clothed lama standing at the door and sighed.
"Brother Tashi, of course I want to come. I haven't gotten what belongs to me yet, so how could I not come?" Luorong Demba's eyes were very complicated, with excitement, excitement, resentment, and various emotions intertwined together.
"Junior brother, I have already said that that thing does not belong to you. Even if you get it, it will not be good for you." Tashi Duoji said to Luorong Demba very seriously.
"What's not good for me? I think you want to covet that thing!" Luorong Demba was a little excited after hearing Tashi Duoji's words. The veins on his forehead were beating wildly, and a fierce light shot out in his eyes.
"I've already said what needs to be said. Since you are obsessed with it, let's clear it out!" Zha Xia Duoji knew Luorong Demba's character very well. He knewThere is absolutely no chance that things will go well in the future.
"Draw a path? Well, if you are willing to hand over the Kasaya map to me today, considering our past friendship, I will only kill you. But if you are unwilling to hand over the Kasaya map to me, then Junior brother, I will kill all the monks in your temple, leaving no one alive." Luorong Denba said viciously. (To be continued)
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